Rainbow Dash would rather do anything else than sit in an office and discuss problems she didn't have. Yet here she was, waiting for it to be over. Her only real hope was that Applejack would come to her senses before the next appointment.

So, haven't really touched on this in a bit, mostly due to being busy with work or just varying levels of apathy and enthusiasm.

I'm still working on another Fleeting Light sequel, but progress is taking a bit, such that my self-imposed deadline of "sometime in October" didn't come to pass. Half of its due to a format that takes up over half of the story being new ground for me, and the rest is in wracking my brain over the nonsense I've written in the past.